The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 404

Haynes's eyes were dark and unreadable. “No need. Just find out where Star is. I'll handle the negotiations myself."

Benson stiffened in surprise. "Yes, sir. I'll get right on it."

...

Inside the studio, Stella was playing her latest composition, fingers gliding effortlessly over the piano keys. She planned to open her next show with this very piece.

The music flowed through the room like a fresh spring, clear and moving, tugging gently at the heart. Stella stood by the window, her graceful silhouette framed by the glass-a living portrait of elegance and poise.

Soft sunlight spilled through gauzy curtains, bathing her in a gentle golden glow. For a moment, it seemed as if the light itself had chosen her as its canvas.

As the last notes faded, a round of applause broke the silence from the doorway.

Clap. Clap. Clap.

to

when did you

not long after you started playing. He asked me not to disturb you, so

last night at dinner, Foreman had mentioned he'd like to visit her studio. Stella had been spending her days here, practicing. The location wasn't a secret —she'd eventually need to host business meetings-so she'd agreed. Still,

voice was low and steady. "It

later. Could

"Of course. Take your

had originally been leased by Antoney before their divorce, back

spread across three floors. The studio had everything: a performance hall, rehearsal

and renovations was another matter. Her savings couldn't come close to covering such a massive studio, so she owed the difference for now, hoping to pay

showed Foreman around her floor first, then took him through the other two. When

quiet intensity. His normally gentle eyes sparkled with something fierce, like embers caught in a

Take a look—let me know who you'd like to interview,

concert couldn't happen with just her and Antoney. Antoney had his Own music team, but Stella was starting

accompanists for certain pieces.